Lyrics

Mother, can I show you something that I made?
Oh father, father I’m afraid
Mother, can I show you something that I made?
Oh father, father I’m afraid
Mother hears a newborn baby’s cry
Oh father, why do we have to die?
Mother hears a newborn baby’s cry
Oh father, why do we have to die?

In the absence of a credible mythology,
We will create one of our own
In the absence of a credible mythology,
We will create one of our own
A logical explanation for all this
That’s all anybody wants
A logical explanation for all this
That’s all anybody wants

Between the stimulus, and the response
Between the stimulus, and the response

Fear of Death, that is the answer
What was the question again?
Fear of Death, that is the answer
What was the question again?

Oh right, it was something about what lurks deepest
Within the hearts of men
That’s right, I remember now, it was something about what lurks deepest
Within the hearts of men
A logical explanation for all this
That’s all anybody wants
A logical explanation for all this
That’s all anybody wants

Between the stimulus, and the response
Between the stimulus, and the response

Between the, between the

Between the
Fucking and the fighting and the cheating and the stealing
And the loving and the hating and the thinking and the feeling
And the walking and the talking and the sleeping and the eating
And the living and the dying and the lying and believing